Chapter 315: God-slaying Servant
After a thousand years of renovation and construction, the headquarters occupies an area of four to five hundred li, like an independent small world, with thick magic energy, shrouded in layers of formation light gauze, isolating external dangers.
Li Weiyi and the other two passed through seven layers of formation light gauze.
Between each layer of formations, the distance was about ten li, some were deserts, some were ruins, some had blood rivers flowing, some had city walls and fortresses built…
Under each layer of formation light gauze, there were large numbers of soldiers wearing black robes and masks stationed.
They all had profound cultivation, sharp eyes.
To leave the headquarters, one must check the life token, and register when exiting each layer of formation light gauze.
They arrived at the final layer of formation light gauze.
From afar, they could see the majestic city wall twelve zhang high, built with giant stones and dense metal.
On the city wall, cult members, giant beasts, mind masters… densely packed, countless. They were working day and night, reinforcing and heightening the city wall, deploying stronger formations.
Evidently.
After the second entrance on the south side opened, the Twin Rice Cult faced enormous survival pressure, actively preparing for war, making the worst plans.
The reason Li Weiyi usually couldn’t see these was because those cultivating in the Mortal Layer were the Rice Cult’s top geniuses, the elite of the elite, protected and not needing to do hard labor.
On the city wall, the laboring cult members numbered at least tens of thousands, all strong and robust, half of them deformed humanoid race.
And this was just the southern section of the city wall!
“Fourth Divine Son!”
Guarding the South City Gate were two old men with profound mind power, hair streaked with white, faces patterned with rice ears.
One of the old men looked at Qi Xiao and Tuo Ba Bu Tuo: “To leave the headquarters for missions and training, you must plant death spiritual fire, everyone is the same.”
Li Weiyi said: “Does this Divine Son also need to plant it?”
The old man smiled: “Your Highness the Divine Son has noble status, this old slave dares not doubt your loyalty to the Divine Cult, of course not needed.”
“Swish! Swish!”
Two streams of death spiritual fire flew out from the black palace hall above the city wall, entering Qi Xiao and Tuo Ba Bu Tuo’s bodies.
Li Weiyi looked up, sensing in that black palace hall a mind power aura that suffocated him, like a black hole, impossible to probe.
There was a formidable strong practitioner stationed at the south side of the headquarters.
The next moment.
A Buddha statue sat atop the black palace hall, its double pupils manifesting golden radiance.
Immediately, over ten thousand scriptures flickered on its body.
Li Weiyi and the other two all felt an extremely uncomfortable force acting on them, not just boundary bags and Zu Tian, even their bones seemed pierced through, unable to hide anything tiny.
The Buddha statue’s eyes were a Ten Thousand Character Scripture magic tool, able to see through everything in the world, preventing outsiders from sneaking in or escaping.
The Rice Cult had eight such Ten Thousand Character Buddha Statues.
The city gate did not open; the three and over twenty other disciples descended through the shaft to the next layer world tens of thousands of meters below.
The headquarters had developed a total of seven layers of worlds.
Each layer separated by ten thousand zhang.
The Mortal Layer was at the very center, heavily protected, impossible to enter or exit directly, must ride the shaft down to the first layer of the Asura Layer to go out.
An hour later.
They arrived at the first layer of the Asura Layer.
Li Weiyi finally saw the other side of the Twin Rice Cult.
Before them were low dwellings and endless red soil yellow sands; this was the training ground for “God Slayer Servants.” On the roads, carts full of corpses were constantly pulled away by carriages, destination unknown.
In the training field, black-clad boys and girls held various weapons, slaughtering and fighting each other. Their eyes were fierce like wild beasts, every move drawing blood, either you die or I perish.
Those with slow spring opening speed.
Those in Spring Gushing Realm unable to open the Eighth Spring.
Those unable to step into Five Seas Realm within the stipulated age.
These rice people and cult boys and girls with second-rate talent would be sent to the first layer of the Asura Layer, trained into God Slayer Servants. Through daily slaughter, tempering their spirit, cultivating their hatred, thereby stimulating talent potential.
Using extreme methods to cultivate slaughter-type masters.
This method had extremely high mortality, but those who survived were all remarkable. Some even surpassed inner disciples and core disciples in achievement.
They were not the worst in talent, but mid-to-upper, with cultivation value.
Tuo Ba Bu Tuo had some understanding of evil cults, secretly transmitting sound: “These are God Slayer Servant seeds! They are quite terrifying, not just knowing how to kill, but excelling in wisdom, methods, survival, resilience, secret techniques… all abilities outstanding.”
“Once, a God Slayer Servant in the Northern Territory consecutively killed twelve Dao Seed Realm strong practitioners. The Young Lord personally acted to capture him, but he ultimately committed suicide, revealing no information.”
“Clop clop!”
Two black-clad rice person girls rushed before Li Weiyi, kneeling together to salute him.
“In this year’s life-and-death battles, we ranked thirty-third, earnestly begging Your Highness the Divine Son to take us as servants.”
“The two of us together have killed thirty-eight people, we don’t want to keep killing, we want to go to the Mortal Layer to cultivate, to serve Your Highness the Divine Son.”
Two black-clad boys rushed out, also kneeling before Li Weiyi.
“In this year’s life-and-death battles, we ranked seventeenth, willing to take Your Highness the Divine Son as master. If master lives, we live. If master dies, we die.”
“Swear to serve Your Highness the Divine Son to the death.”
…
More and more God Slayer Servant seeds rushed out, kneeling on both sides of the road.
Before formally becoming God Slayer Servants, they had no names, only introducing themselves by life-and-death battle rankings.
Hall Masters, Venerables, Elders, Divine Sons and Divine Daughters could come to the Asura Layer to select servants and dead men. Most selected were already powerful God Slayer Servant seeds, who could be directly sent out on tasks.
Only those with extremely high talent were exceptions.
For example, geniuses who opened the Ninth Spring amid slaughter and fierce fighting.
God Slayer Servants also had rank divisions; some had cultivation and combat power surpassing Divine Sons, Divine Daughters, and Elders, existing like hidden persons.
Perhaps because he never truly saw himself as a Divine Son, Li Weiyi had no intention of selecting servants or dead men, quickly leaving with Tuo Ba Bu Tuo and Qi Xiao.
They walked out of the formation light gauze, proceeding along the gorge suspension bridge.
The suspension bridge was very long, blood mist pervading, astral winds raging in mid-air.
No bridge end ahead, no top above, no bottom below.
There were many suspension bridges over the gorge, densely packed, high and low staggered, connecting different passages and destinations.
Only the three of them were on this bridge.
Qi Xiao let out a long breath: “The first layer of the Asura Layer is the training ground for God Slayer Servants; just the area we passed had thousands, training fields one after another, harsh conditions. This entire layer, could there be hundreds of thousands? How many remarkable people does it produce each year? The evil cult’s hidden and latent power is unimaginable.”
Tuo Ba Bu Tuo said: “When we came down the shaft earlier, among those traveling with us, there was one wearing a mask, probably someone I know; I sensed a familiar aura on him. He also briefly looked at me!”
“Experts lurking outside also return to the headquarters for cultivation and training, very normal. In the future when we go out, better to wear masks.”
Li Weiyi thought of something and said: “I’ve already gotten you both core disciple status in Spirit Valley Hall; never mention ‘evil cult’ again, be prudent with words.”
Qi Xiao and Tuo Ba Bu Tuo were well aware that their survival and reattached arms were results of Li Weiyi staking his life as guarantee.
If they betrayed the Twin Rice Cult, it would be ungrateful. Thus, from beginning to end, they never mentioned taking this chance to escape the headquarters.
In the future, it would probably be hard to return to the Qi Family and Tuoba Clan.
The two immediately stopped, saluting with solemn expressions: “Your Highness the Divine Son, rest assured, there won’t be a next time.”
“As agreed, call me Divine Son in public, brothers in private. Let’s go, speed up!”
Magic power circulated in Li Weiyi’s body, he deployed movement technique, turning into a streak of green smoke, flying along the suspension bridge.
The two followed closely.
The ten-li-long suspension bridge separated the headquarters from the outside into two worlds.
Li Weiyi had read related booklets on Nether Flower Black Swamp in Spirit Valley Hall, knowing it was five hundred li from the headquarters.
This five hundred li had been repeatedly cleared by generations of Rice Cult disciples; with their three’s cultivation realms, danger was low. Only extremely bad luck would encounter roaming horrors.
After rushing dozens of li, Li Weiyi and the other two hid in a stone cave carved into the rock face.
“Swish!”
Li Weiyi set up a concealment formation at the stone cave entrance.
Then each pasted a breath-concealing rune on themselves, then quietly waited to see if anyone followed.
In the past half year, Li Weiyi had studied formations and rune magic somewhat, able to use some minor techniques.
The sound of breaking wind rose.
Sikong Jingyuan and two Dao Seed Realm old men, like three afterimages, sped forward extremely fast, pursuing closely without probing along the way.
“They really caught up! This Fifth Divine Son’s interest in me is unusually intense.” Li Weiyi sat at the stone cave entrance, back against the stone wall, smiling, inwardly calculating.
Tuo Ba Bu Tuo said: “The Fifth Divine Son is a pair of Rice Person Brothers, both pure immortal bodies, extremely renowned in the headquarters. Want to take advantage while they’re separated, combat power greatly reduced, and eliminate one first?”
Li Weiyi was tempted, not wanting to be stared at like this forever; who can guard against thieves for a thousand days?
He shook his head: “Too close to the headquarters here, just dozens of li, too much commotion, definitely noticed by those old guys. And I feel, those following aren’t just Sikong Jingyuan.”
Qi Xiao prudently said: “Sikong Jingyuan is powerful, far beyond Wang Shu; don’t underestimate him. The two old men behind him also have extremely strong magic energy fluctuations, not ordinary Dao Seed Realm.”
Li Weiyi nodded lightly: “Our main goal this time is to find cultivation resources.”
They waited another half hour.
Outside, it remained quiet.
Only the sounds of fierce insects crawling came occasionally.
Li Weiyi was about to withdraw the concealment formation.
Suddenly, a bone-chilling danger sense assaulted him; Li Weiyi quickly sat back, making a silencing gesture, telling Tuo Ba Bu Tuo and Qi Xiao to stay silent and hold breath.
Moments later, another group sped past near the stone cave.
Leading was Patrol Guard Thousand Guard General Yi Zhouxue.
Tuo Ba Bu Tuo’s expression grew grave: “As Brother Weiyi predicted, there are more experts. Yi Zhouxue is a great true disciple; good thing we didn’t act rashly earlier.”
Qi Xiao had felt overwhelming pressure earlier, nearly suffocating, and let out a long breath: “Probably just passing by?”
Tuo Ba Bu Tuo said: “All leaving the headquarters are registered in real time. For a great true disciple level figure to attack a Divine Son, their whereabouts would easily be traced, bound to face reprisal from Hall Master An and Southern Venerable.”
Li Weiyi lacked their optimism: “Hall Master An, Southern Venerable, the Divine Cult’s rules can indeed deter many. But the treasures on me can indeed tempt some fearless ones to risk it. In the past half year, Yi Zhouxue has nearly vanished, all grudges seemingly dissipated. But such patient and restrained people are the more dangerous.”
“What now, go back?”
Qi Xiao felt they three had no chance against a great true disciple.
“Just came out and scared back, that would be too embarrassing. The underground immortal mansion is complex, many danger zones; not easy to find us.”
“Let’s go! Change route, to Nether Flower Black Swamp.”
Li Weiyi withdrew the concealment formation, turned back, heading down along intricate paths to lower layers.
Tuo Ba Bu Tuo puzzled, asked: “Wasn’t the path we took earlier to Nether Flower Black Swamp?”
“That leads to Truth Zen Forest! Everyone thinks I’ll go to Truth Zen Forest, same goal as Yang Qingxi. So, I’ll let them think that, lure them there.” Li Weiyi said.
Qi Xiao laughed: “No wonder they rushed past without careful search along the way. Their thinking is fixed, instinctively assuming you and the Yang demoness are together.”
“The Yang demoness is in for big trouble!”
Tuo Ba Bu Tuo smiled, looking at Li Weiyi.
Li Weiyi said: “Yang Qingxi has entered Truth Zen Forest multiple times without attack, or unable to harm her. Evidently, the Yang Family is not to be trifled with.”
